One of the horses was carrying double, and Roger and Oswald were both heavier than any of the moss troopers.
"We shall have a fight for it, Roger." "That is just what I was thinking, master.

Well, there are three of us; and, as there are only six of them, we ought not to have much trouble.
John will be a match for one.

Methinks you and I can each make short work of a man when they first come up; and with but three of them against two, it will be mere child's play." The road was a narrow one, and little used; and, when they came to the foot of a sharp rise, Oswald called to those ahead to stop.
"Jump down, Jessie, and mount behind Janet, and ride on ahead.

We will soon get rid of these fellows.

Be quick!" The moss troopers were now but seventy or eighty yards behind.
"I shall fight on foot," Roger said, as he leapt off his horse.